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Autor:  Marco
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Data:  26/JAN/2006 8:27 PM
Assunto:  My little sister's little dog.

My buddy Snood


The dog I had was so good
He was always in the mood
For a run into the woods
Where we had a lot of food
What a lovely brotherhood!
What a lovely childhood
We are Snood and Robin Hood


Then the fate was so rude
One day, we were in the woods
There, a rattlesnake stood
With two fangs she bit my Snood
And he went away *for good.  (*forever)

That text above reminds me my little sister’s little dog. 


My little sister's little dog.
It was in the afternoon, and my sister, my mother and I were going to buy some food at the supermarket. At that time my little sister was 8 years old and I was 20. We went to the garage to take the car out. We always were careful about my little sister's dog, because he always followed our steps everywhere we went. We always looked around and under the car to verify if the little dog wasn’t there, if he was, my sister took him into a safe place. But that day, I’m not sure why, my sister thought he was safe in his dog-collar in his little corner. We all got into the car. Unfortunately I was the driver.  I put the car in reverse. After backing the car out we looked and saw the poor little shaggy dog's head totally compressed. His legs continued to move for a few seconds, then stopped. I thought I would have a heart attack. My sister started to cry a lot and didn’t stop all the way toward the supermarket. My mother was very sad too. That day was terrible for all of us.

Just practicing writing.


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 My little sister's little dog.  –  Marco  26/JAN/2006, 8:27 PM
My little sister's little dog.  –  Ana M  26/JAN/2006, 9:34 PM
to Ana - My little sister's little dog.  –  Marco  27/JAN/2006, 9:08 AM

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